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Photo Blogging Challenge - August

I don't know how he does it or just what inspires him but P.J. over at a 'lilhoohaa runs a monthly  photo challenge and always comes up with interesting prompts to guide us through our 5 favourite photos of the month.

August's theme is colorful (he's American, eh). A month too soon to capture the fall's turning leaves so what the heck can be colourful/colorful in August.

Well, I went golfing with my brother Whitey and the language was colourful.

I hosted #lostmyliverpalooza in August attended by bloggers Cheryl Duford - no slouch when it comes to photography - and Paula Larew Wooters, and her dog Henry. Paula has good posture. She's no slouch either. Look at Cheryl's colourful Jeff Gordon NASCAR jacket. I had to wear sunglasses near her.

Mrs D prepared a colourful breakfast for my blogger friends of bacon, eggs, cheese and fruit. Nice, eh?

Here's Paula sporting her colourful "caution" socks. She provided all of us with a pair. Again I needed sunglasses.

At the end of July I took my nephew to the nearby War museum. Here's a colourful recruitment poster from World War I. I know, I know I said July but it was the 30th, which was 30 days ago so technically I'm safe. Right, P.J.?

And that pretty much sums up my August in photos. Click on P.J.'s link above to see what the other participants came up with.


I think we should dress in some of those Royal Canadian uniforms at next year's #lostmyliverpalooza2.
They're so colourful, eh? *quickly hides her US passport*
Cheryl said…
Bahahahahaha! I think we'd all look fabulous in those uniforms. I haven't put my passport back in the safe deposit box yet so I may just head up for fall with my RED JG jacket to show John just what colorful really looks like.
Cheryl said…
Thanks for sharing that picture twice because the insane look on my face really captures my essence.
Ha! I'll keep my passport handy so I can get a look at that new jacket, too!
nonamedufus said…
Two words: you're lost.
nonamedufus said…
Well as long as we can wear those yellow sox with them.
nonamedufus said…
You'll blend right in with the leaves in the Gatineau Hills.
nonamedufus said…
You should get one, Paula.
Next time Cheryl has to bring enough NASCAR jackets for all of us to wear one. (Which will ensure that it will be 90 degrees and sunny.)
Oh, I'm looking for even more colourful socks for us for next year. The more garish, the better.
nonamedufus said…
Am I to understand you're throwing caution to the wind?
GeoKs said…
I always new a lot of colourful characters take up geocaching. Your photos and the resulting comments are ample confirmation!
Cheryl said…
Yes I was--lost in concentration.
Cheryl said…
I only have 2 so someone's SOL. I do have a couple of tank tops but they're nowhere near as colorful. Oh wait, I think I also have a shit-ton of really garish t-shirts I won playing games on JG Network. I'll just pack ALL of my JG gear and we'll have a NASCARpalooza!
christine said…
I must say, your first photo and description took me by surprise and got an actual guffaw of a laugh out of me. I've golfed once, and I have no doubt that the language on a golf course is frequently colorful.
ReformingGeek said…
Ooh, ahh, good job for August. That breakfast looks tasty. What? No liver on the menu?
nonamedufus said…
Geocaching, eh? You never know.
nonamedufus said…
A true golfer has many swear words in his vocabulary.
Mike Davis said…
Great photos and even better stories.
babs (beetle) said…
Love the colourful language shot! :D
nonamedufus said…
Thanks, Mike. Appreciate it.
nonamedufus said…
Thanks, Babs. The language got more colourful as we progressed.
I grinned ear to ear looking at all these. Of course you set me off immediately with the colorful language! The jacket.. the socks... it's all PERFECT!
nonamedufus said…
Thank you ma'am. You think the language of my brother is colourful? you should hear my son go at it when he golfs.
Lisa said…
went golfing with my brother Whitey and the language was colorful. LOL! Having golfers in my family I can relate to this! Love the socks!
nonamedufus said…
Next up, I have to wear those sox golfing!
P.J. said…
And you said there was nothing colorful? Looks colorful to me! And where was my invite for this blogger get together? Didn't think I could get across the border?
nonamedufus said…
Don't worry P.J. This was just the first annual #lostmyliverpalooza. You're first on the list for next year's get together.

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